Swim 2010-35:55, 2011-33:15
I started in the front row of my wave, and as suddenly as the gun went off I found myself falling towards the back already. With the shallow start I tried to fight for position walking through the water, but after some quick dolphin dives I realized it was too shallow and crowded so I started to swim a bit early instead. We rounded the first buoy and set off for the swim parallel to the shoreline. As I sighted I noticed a small group of swimmers take off. The lead pack that I wanted to try to hang with was gone and I was leading the chase pack. We quickly all took our own paces and spread out, while another Ag'er and myself got into some clear water and swam the course mostly side-by-side. My pace was easy, my sighting was great, and I was getting some lessons in drafting as well. Everything was going well, and I felt a lot stronger then I did last year, and more importantly swam and even effort throughout the swim. We started to reach shore and I wanted to swim as close as I could to avoid the long walk through knee deep water, but still walked a decent portion back into shore.

T1 2010-3:18, 2011-2:27
I took T1 as easy as I could and even walked parts of the beach to avoid my HR spiking to high so early on. Mission accomplished and I have a transition that was not only a minute faster then last year but twice as efficient.

Bike 2010-2:40:14, 2011-2:38:34
Once on the bike the plan was simple. Get out of town, start the nutrition and cruise through the first half of the ride. But just as the case in every other race this year, my legs felt heavy and I couldn't even seem to push easy gears. I tried to stay patient knowing that my legs would come around eventualy at some point. It took awhile but my legs came around as did my stomach so I could start taking in my nutrition. Just as all this was happening I could really start to feel the heat under my aero-helmet, my body instantly felt like a furnace and knew I needed to keep cool before the run. Note to self, do not wear an aero-helmet in temps over 95. Unfortunately just before this, my water fell off my frame and I was still about 10 miles away from the next aid station. As I got to the second aid station I took a water bottle for my frame and then used the second to pour over my body. I even poured some over my dome like helmet and realized that was just a waste of water! On the second half of the ride I was able to push some bigger gears, get my nutrition in, and keep my HR at the 145 spot that I had planned for, my patience lead me to have my body come around just in time. I was heading back towards T2 a little off pace, but feeling good, finished off my bottle of nutrition and ready to leave it all on the run. I had a perfect dismount amd passed a couple of other AG'ers while running into T2.

T2 2010-2:02 ,2011-1:44
This is where everything started to unravel for me and if anyone has heard about Rasmus Henning's blunders in T1 at Kona last year I was similiar to that. Being #61 my spot was near our reentry into transition, but I still managed to get lost in transition and ran past my spot by a significant amount. With my wonderful girlfriend Kate screaming at me and pointing to my spot I was able to find where I needed to be. There was no reason to rush through transition, and I wanted to take my time just as I did in T1 a couple hours earlier. Bike racked, shoes on, run out. I quickly realized just how much I forgot, gels, glasses, watch, and salt. I was only a few steps away before I realized this and made the turn around, but it was enough to get my excited, spike my HR, and leave me frustrated and anything but calm. I collected what I needed and heading back towards the run exit. Only this time my hands were literally full of stuff I was taking with me on the run. I knew right from the beginning I had it all wrong. I fumbled with my watch trying to put it on, while carry my salt in an empty fuelbelt flask. I decided to forgo mixing my gels with water and carrying those along in the back of my GG jersey and knew that was the wrong decision.

Run 2010-2:06:14, 2011-2:40:07
My plan called to break the run down into 4x5k run segments, and each segment consisting of one leg of each loop. Warmup the first 5K out, hold the 8:15-8:30 pace for the next 0K, and then finish with what I had left in me on my final 5K return home. With my mind still left in T2 all I could think about was running the full 13.1 ahead of me. I tried to focus my mind and get myself settled in, and by this point I reached the first "hill" of the course and I planned to take it easy, but knew I just had to walk. This happened again on the following "hill" and I was already losing my focus. Mentally I was doommed but I tried to regain my composure and forget about the first mile. After that the rest of the run became a demoralizing, embarassing, and defeating walk with run attempt after run attempt that never seemed to progress. My heart rate was never high, my breathing was completely in control and my legs felt great, but when it came to the idea of running my mind just simply wanted no part in it. In all of this confusion I had lost my focus, was concerned about how my pace was off. Far too early into the run I gave up on myself and rationalized the thought of just getting myself to the finish was now my goal. I finally came in after a 2:40 run split, yup I out-split my bike from my run and even my bike was a bit off.

With all that happened on Sunday I was given a harsh dose of realiaty with just how strong you need to be mentally, and focused as well to have a good performance. In my short time in this sport of triathlon I have seemingly learned how hard it can be to focus on this distance for 5-6 hours continously. A big thank you needs to go out to all GG'ers on and off the course that offered words of encouragement to me, to hang through the run, some offered for me to try to run with them, others telling me to keep positive, all the support made Sunday much more bareable and enjoyable for me. Ultimately this was the hardest race I have gone through mentally, and the thought of pulling myself out came into question more then just a handful of times. I do have a strong "Do Not DNF" rule that I have to keep and was able to cross the line...eventually and kept my record intact. But hey my lime green sunglass frames seemed to be a big hit on the run, so they will be making their way out of my bag again soon!